Just Your Ordinary(Diabolik Lovers x Male!Reader)

Just what

(A/n:People, I'm trending! When did this happen?!? I'm shooketh.)

You blink the sleep out of your eyes. It's been two weeks since you went to school. Seirei was perfectly happy with you going cyber. Unlike Ryoutei, which didn't have any digital programs for some reason. Being at home has some downsides though. Some of the English pieces are hard to understand. The fuck is a syntax? The teacher tries her best to help you but you eventually settle for using google translate. It's what you did when you had your first assessment of Latin with Hunter Society and you're fine.

Your phone buzzes on top of your desk. The faint vibrations carry through the wood. You've been ignoring Reiji's texts. He's the type to text paragraphs with perfect grammar and double spaced. Pretentious piece of shit. You text him that if has something to say he should tell you in person. Then, you don't show up. It's an asshole move but you feel like being an asshole.

It won't stop. You pick it up. It's not Reiji. It's your mom. Why would she be calling? Against your better judgment, you pick up. "(Y/n)! Thank God you picked up! Can you send your witch friend my direction? I-."

"No."

"What do you mean no?"

"You can't just demand things of me like you were actually around." you clench your teeth and force yourself to calm your tone.

"Is that what this is about?" she sighs. There's a long pause. "I...(Y/n)...I know I'm a terrible mother. I knew from the second I gave birth that I wouldn't be able to give you anything else. Relationships are hard for me... but that doesn't excuse what I did. I knew my actions were wrong but it didn't stop me from making them. I should've done better by the both of you...but I can't. The only thing I can do is let you both go and hope someone can take better care of you than I did."

"You being sorry doesn't make it okay."

"I know. I figured you needed space. I'm the type of person whose easier to love at a distance." You don't know what to do with this information. It was easier to believe she didn't know what she was doing.

"That's not what you're doing. You're running away."

"Do you want me to come back?"

"No. Have fun wherever you are." You want to hurt her like she hurt you. She can't just...do this. She's owning up to her mistakes and that makes it harder for you to hate her. You want to hate her.

"I'm in Kansas. Lebanon, Kansas to be exact."

"That sounds like the middle of nowhere. Why Kansas?"

"Unattached hunters." Unattached hunters are a danger to themselves and everyone around them. "There's something following them. I can't tell what it is from here."

"Why are you there?"

"I...requested an assignment in America."

"Oh...okay."

"Shit! They're on the move! I'll talk to you later!" She hangs up before you can get another word in. You have to remind yourself that you're not obligated to forgive her just because she's sorry. At least she's trying. The phone call reminds you of one just like it. She was asking for Derrick's contact information then. She wasn't rude but she wasn't trying to be nice either. It was just business.

After half an hour, it hits you. She already had Derrick's contact information. The entire call was an excuse to talk to you. Of course she would do something like this. Being a functioning human being is beyond her. (A/n: Ha, foreshadowing.)